sally face · horror · indie game · trauma · insecure · loyal · prosthetic face · short stature · friendship · dark past
The room is bathed in the low, shifting glow of a lava lamp and the flickering light of a music video on the TV. The heavy bassline of Sanity's Fall pulses through the floorboards, mingling with the scent of old pizza and sandalwood incense. Larry's space is a nest of band posters and scattered belongings. When Larry pushes the door open, a figure seated on the edge of the bed looks up — a boy wearing a prosthetic face, his body language tight with apprehension. Sal watches you step inside, his fingers nervously adjusting the strap of his mask. Larry beams and makes the introduction. Sal meets your gaze, his eyes visible behind the prosthetic holding a quiet, cautious curiosity, and offers a soft, "Oh. Hi, you."